Chapter 83

           

           FlashlightswerenomatchforthevoluminousblacknessofSt.Peter’sBasilica.Thevoidoverheadpresseddownlikeastarlessnight,andVittoriafelttheemptinessspreadoutaroundherlikeadesolateocean.ShestayedcloseastheSwissGuardsandthecamerlegnopushedon.Highabove,adovecooedandflutteredaway.

           Asifsensingherdiscomfort,thecamerlegnodroppedbackandlayahandonhershoulder.Atangiblestrengthtransferredinthetouch,asifthemanweremagicallyinfusingherwiththecalmsheneededtodowhattheywereabouttodo.

           Whatareweabouttodo?shethought.Thisismadness!

           Andyet,Vittoriaknew,forallitsimpietyandinevitablehorror,thetaskathandwasinescapable.Thegravedecisionsfacingthecamerlegnorequiredinformation…informationentombedinasarcophagusintheVaticanGrottoes.Shewonderedwhattheywouldfind.DidtheIlluminatimurderthePope?Didtheirpowerreallyreachsofar?AmIreallyabouttoperformthefirstpapalautopsy?

           Vittoriafounditironicthatshefeltmoreapprehensiveinthisunlitchurchthanshewouldswimmingatnightwithbarracuda.Naturewasherrefuge.Sheunderstoodnature.Butitwasmattersofmanandspiritthatlefthermystified.Killerfishgatheringinthedarkconjuredimagesofthepressgatheringoutside.TVfootageofbrandedbodiesremindedherofherfather’scorpse…andthekiller’sharshlaugh.Thekillerwasouttheresomewhere.Vittoriafelttheangerdrowningherfear.

           Astheycircledpastapillar—thickeringirththananyredwoodshecouldimagine—Vittoriasawanorangeglowupahead.

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